6
Lucas
She stands in the doorway, looking so beautiful and vulnerable that my heart squeezes in my chest. Her eyes are glittering with tears, and as I reach for her, she wraps her arms around her naked torso in a defensive gesture.
“No, come here, sweetheart.” I unwrap her arms and pull her toward me, doing a quick visual scan of her hands to make sure she’s not concealing a weapon. No matter how fragile Yulia appears, I can’t forget that she’s a trained agent who’s already tried to kill me.
To my relief, she’s unarmed, so I fold my arms around her, pressing her against my chest. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, stroking her hair. “I’m so sorry.”
The feel of her bare skin against mine makes my body stir again, and I have to focus to ignore the press of her n*****s against my chest. I don’t wa
